User blog comment:Princess of Mousetheives/Creatures of the East RPG/@comment-43697558-20190908215017/@comment-43697558-20190909212414

He would rather have swung at the fox by now, but he wasn't close enough. Not yet.

"Yes, I'm a wildcat. I have to take your word that you are Deathfang. And what a name! Deathfang, terror of Mossflower! Bandit of the ages! A name at which mothers clasp their dibbuns and fathers shake in dread! You and I, we shall be the most daring skullduggerous duo in the country! Come, sit down, and tell me of your plans."

With his free paw Maeus motioned to the campfire. All his things were gathered and packed, except the vegetables he was prepared to eat. All the fox had to do was come closer...